Henry's POV
The cave was, well, a cave. It was cold and damp. I never knew she had a lair. I thought she was just a ghostly figure that appeared when summoned. And she even had a pack of rogue wolves under her command.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" She asked, bringing me back from my reverie. I turned to face her. Her eyes were cold and unreadable but they stared at me like she was trying to dig out my skull.
I gave her a slight nod. "Yes."
"And you don't plan to....
"I'm not changing my mind. What do we do?" I asked.
"If we're going to pull this off, we need to sell it. Make it believable and leaving no room for doubts."
"I know that. WHAT DO WE DO?" I asked, raising my voice, impatience washing over me."
A cold smirk formed on her lips. "You have a flair for drama. You real
